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Diane Keaton’s charming colonial home

Apartment Therapy has some pictures from inside the home of Diane Keaton, one of my favorite Hollywood actresses. Her decor, it appears, is as eccentric as she is. I love it.

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Very warm. Very charming. Just like Diane. Favorite Diane Keaton moment? Argh, so hard to pick, but certainly one of them is that bit in 1973’s Sleeper when she and Woody Allen are walking down the long corridor nitpicking at each other.

No one wants to buy Julian Schnabel’s house

The Palazzo Chupi penthouse, part of the gigantic pink mansion built by artist/filmmaker/musician Julian Schnabel in Greenwich Village, has been hit hard by the crumbling real estate market.

Its price has dropped from $32-million to $24-million since last May.

It’s sad and possibly indicative of Manhattan’s changing denizens, from art lovers to culture-less rich brats. Either Schnabel should have sold the place back in the 1990s when owning a big weird pink house designed by a famous artist or a Cannes-adored film director would have had some cachet – or he should have built the place in South Beach where artists and fuschia never go out of style. Knock on wood.

I’m reading

You’re on your own for the next few hours. I’ve got bit of freelance work to do and then I’m sitting down (actually lying in the bed) with Tom Wolfe’s The Bonfire of the Vanities. I always meant to read the book back in the 1980s when it caused such a ruckus and opened up a conversation about race and class issues in the United States. (I was an annoyingly well-read teen, yes.)

However, the book, set in the newly yuppified Manhattan of the 1980s, holds up frighteningly well. With shows like Gossip Girl and The Hills popular with the teen set, Real Housewives for the wannabe glamorous, and modern day icons like rich bitch Paris Hilton, American culture has come full circle again.

What’s important nowadays? The right address. A bigger, better cell phone. (Thanks, Apple!) Clothes with the right labels behind your neck. For awhile, in the 1990s, we renounced that stuff (or at least kept our material lust a private matter). But, status and elitism are back and more fashionable than ever. Even WASPiness is in vogue again. Nowadays rappers dress like preppies. Speaking of preppies, 1980s bad boy Robert Chambers aka “The Preppy Murderer” is back in the news after all these years by getting himself arrested on drug charges.

All of it makes the book – which might have been passe’ a few short years ago – all the more interesting to read.

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